Everyone's eyes were attracted by this spiritual battle, and the blue fat man exclaimed, "It's actually a holy artifact magic weapon!"

The eyes of the other monks showed fiery looks!

The sloppy Daoist nodded and said, "What Lan Daoyou said is right, this is the Qingjian Spirit Battle, it is indeed a primary holy weapon magic weapon, and there is no defect." ”

The primary holy weapon magic weapon, this is the top magic weapon for most of the early Yuan Infant Realm monks, and some Yuan Infant early stage monks don't even necessarily have this grade of magic weapon, they can only use the best magic weapon.

Wang Lun saw it in his eyes, and he could fully understand everyone's fiery reaction.

A monk's gaze focused on the spirit battle, and his mouth asked: "Sloppy Daoist, if I remember correctly, one of the strongest magic weapons of the Spirit Sect now is a spirit battle, I don't know if you, the Qingjian Spirit Battle, have anything to do with the Spirit Sect?"

It's not easy to ask too straightforwardly, but the meaning of the expression is already clear.

If this was something that came out of the Spirit Sect, they wouldn't dare to take it over casually.

What's more, sloppy Taoists have a characteristic, that is, they like to "patronize" large sects the most, and "walk" some things, the value of these things is usually not high, but who can guarantee that sloppy Taoists have never "walked" precious things?

The sloppy Taoist was asked, and he was not angry, and said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, please rest assured, although this Qingjian Spirit Warrior is an imitation refined by the Spirit Sect, but five years ago, the owner of this thing, an elder of the Spirit Sect, sold it to the General Pavilion of the Treasure Pavilion for his own reasons, and I exchanged it directly from the Treasure Pavilion." ”

After speaking, he unhurriedly took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and after activating the jade slip, a light curtain appeared in the air in front of him, on which was a complete transaction document, and the special logo of the Treasure Pavilion was clearly visible.

Immediately after, under the operation of the sloppy Taoist, the picture on the light curtain changed, and the transaction screen of the sloppy Taoist and the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion appeared, and the picture was only intercepted, but it can be clearly seen that the Qingjian Lingjian was handed over from the shopkeeper to the sloppy Taoist.

There are documents, there are pictures, and it can already be reassuring. What's more, there are few Yuanying monks in the whole spirit realm who dare to forge the transaction documents of the Treasure Pavilion, you must know that the Treasure Pavilion ranks fourth in the spirit world, and like the Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, there are also super powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm!

The monk who asked him arched his hand towards the sloppy Taoist and said with a smile: "Don't blame the sloppy Taoist. ”

"It's okay, it proves that Qingjian's spirit is reliable. The sloppy Taoist smiled, and then said, "I want to exchange it for a demon beast inner pill at the middle level of the Yuan Infant Realm, or ten drops of essence blood from the demon beast at the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm. ”

Wang Lun heard the sound of gasping, and a monk with a goat's beard smiled bitterly: "The exchange request of the Dao Leader is very reasonable, but this kind of demon beast inner pill or demon beast essence blood is extremely rare, I estimate that no one here can get it." ”

The sloppy Taoist was not disappointed, and looked at everyone: "Do you have an interested Taoist friend?"

No one stood up.

The blue fat man said bluntly: "It's better for the Dao Master to entrust the major treasure pavilions to help keep an eye on it." ”

The sloppy Taoist didn't say anything, he must have his own plans.

Seeing that no one expressed his position, the sloppy Taoist knew that this Qingjian Spirit Battle could not be replaced, so he had to turn around and say, "Then let's talk about the other four magic weapons." ”

After a stick of incense.

Tonight's private trade fair is officially over.

Wang Lun sat by the door, and after the sloppy Taoist was the first to walk out, Wang Lun also got up, continued to take flamboyant steps, and followed to the first floor.

Without talking to the other monks, Wang Lun walked up

The streets of Black Lake, quickly disappearing into the night.

The other monks, most of them, like Wang Lun, left quickly and alone. The blue fat man swaggered away, while the Forbidden Sword General stayed behind and chatted with the sloppy Taoist.

Wang Lun did not return to the inn on Chihu Street, but entered the small inn where he stayed this evening.

Along the way, Wang Lun carefully probed and confirmed that no one was following.

When he arrived at his room in the small inn, the first thing Wang Lun did was to take out a cloth bag from under the bed.

The cloth bag was affixed with several forbidden talismans, and the flame boy was sealed inside.

Unlike the original, at the beginning, the Flame Boy was bound in the Silver Wing Divine Armor, and then the Silver Wing Divine Armor was then packed in a cloth bag, and now, the Silver Wing Divine Armor was worn on his body, and the Flame Boy was directly packed in the cloth bag.

Although the Flame Boy was knocked unconscious by himself and lost all consciousness, Wang Lun didn't feel that it was safe in this way, so after coming to Kuihu, he bought a few new forbidden talismans, the effect of which was to enhance the effect of "breath isolation", and secondly, to restrain the Flame Boy.

Tonight he needed to go to a private trade fair, so Wang Lun naturally wouldn't go with a cloth bag, so he could only leave the Flame Boy in this small and humble inn.

The flame boy hadn't woken up yet, and the forbidden talisman had indeed worked, so there was nothing wrong, and Wang Lun breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the Silver Wing Divine Armor needs to be used for self-defense, and sometimes it needs to be used, it is unrealistic to trap the Flame Boy with the Silver Wing Divine Armor for a long time.

Like the last time, he competed with the Forbidden Sword General, and at the last moment he had to use the Silver Wing Divine Armor, he instantly stunned the trapped Flame Boy with mana, and then used the Silver Wing Divine Armor himself, and the Flame Boy was packed in a cloth bag.

It was also since that time that the Flame Boy was in a state of being stunned most of the time.

"Most of the people of the Fire Yang Sect will not give up, they have a device that specializes in tracking the Yuan Ying Fire Spirit Body, the Flame Boy is not suitable for staying in his hands for a long time, he has to refine it quickly. ”

Last time, he spared the life of Zhao Qing of the Huoyang Sect and asked him to go back and warn the high-ranking leaders of the Huoyang Sect that they should no longer track down the Yuanying Fire Spirit Body, but he knew that the Huoyang Sect had more than one Yuanying Cultivator, and he should not stop there.

In particular, they should also come to Kuihu to participate in the Chou State Trading Conference. Even, at tonight's private fair, there may be a Yuanying monk from the Fire Yang Sect in attendance!

He planned to finish attending the trading conference and then go to find a suitable place to refine the Yuan Infant Fire Spirit Body and try to refine the Second Yuan Baby. And now, that thinking hasn't changed.

Although most of the people from the Fire Yang Sect came to Kuihu, he had upgraded the prohibition level, and the difficulty for the other party to track the Yuan Ying Fire Spirit Body was much greater than before.

Of course, he would never stay at Kuihu Lake for long.

Sou. The Silver Wing Armor comes off its body.

Wang Lun controlled the Silver Wing Divine Armor to enter the cloth bag, restrained the Flame Boy inside, and then sent out mana again, causing the Flame Boy to continue to faint.

After doing this, Wang Lun took off the floating mask and took off his black clothes.

At this time, two hours had not passed since the private trade began, and the effect of the Violent Blood Elixir was still there, but he didn't need it anymore. So Wang Lun destroyed the clothes along with the mask.

After waiting for about half an hour, Wang Lun checked out and left the small inn, and then came to the inn where he lived on Chihu Street.

Wang Lun stepped up the steps outside the inn gate, and a figure just walked out of it and met him.

Don, who looks like a sick scholar

Fourth, he still holds the folding fan with a white fan surface and a black skeleton in his hand.

Seeing himself, a smile appeared on Tang Si's pale face, and he asked enthusiastically, "Wang Daoyou, did you just come back?"

Wang Lun nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"I went to tonight's private fair, Wang Daoyou, did you go over to join in the fun?" Tang Si asked with interest.

Wang Lun didn't think about it, and shook his head directly: "I didn't go, mainly because I didn't have anything I particularly needed to get." ”

"No wonder I took a look at the trade fair and didn't find a monk who looked like Wang Daoyou," Tang Si said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if I don't go this time, there will be opportunities later." ”

Wang Lun nodded. The other party really participated in the trade fair, but there was no one in his memory who could match Tang Si. Obviously, the other party also carefully disguised it.

Since he pretended not to participate, he naturally didn't need to ask about the trade fair, and was about to leave, Tang Si said first: "Wang Daoyou, I have time to chat, I have something to deal with, so I'll leave first." ”

"Okay. Wang Lun nodded.

Tang Si began to walk down the steps, his steps were relatively slow, his body was weak, he really looked like a sick scholar who was extremely weak and weak.

Wang Lun turned his head to watch Tang Si walk a few steps, and was about to retract his gaze, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something unusual in the shoes on the other party's feet.

Tang Si's feet were smaller than those of men of the same height, but this was not a problem, what Wang Lun saw was that when Tang Si lifted the steps, the place where the sole heel and the upper of the right shoe met were stained with a thin red silk thread.

The silk thread is very short, only three or four centimeters long.

But this silk thread is clearly from the woman's clothes!

"Could it be that person?" Wang Lun quickly withdrew his gaze after just one glance, walked towards the inn, and said secretly in his heart.

At tonight's private fair, he observed the physical characteristics of all the participants by looking at the layout of the room more than once, including their hairstyles and dresses, and had a deep impression of these external characteristics of each person.

And there happened to be such a person, and the decoration on the sleeve was woven from red silk threads of about the same length......

Wang Lun returned to his room quietly, and he felt that the guess just now was too absurd.

But sometimes, absurd things happen in the real world.

Wang Lun wrote down this matter, and also remembered Tang Si.

After setting up a ban around the room, Wang Lun began to plan the arrangements for the next few days.

Private trade meetings should not be suitable to go anymore, and I don't have anything to exchange with others.

There was no need to go to the open-air trading stall again, and it was not his turn to pick up the rare refining substance of the iron when he picked up the leak.

The only way to go to a special house wrapped in various colors of brilliance is to discuss the matter of trading with the monks inside face-to-face and one-on-one.

There are no special circumstances, and in the next few days, I should be attending the trading conference in this format.

Auction events are held irregularly, so please pay attention to this.

"It is possible for a sloppy Daoist to have a breathing iron, but he doesn't need a spirit stone, and the items that can make him tempted and take out the exchange of breathing iron, I'm afraid it has to be the demon beast Neidan in the middle of the Yuan Infant, or the ten drops of essence blood of the demon beast in the late Yuan Infant period. ”

Wang Lun knew that he didn't have these two things, even if he went to find a sloppy Taoist, the other party would not say half a word about Xitie to him. Only when the opportunity comes.